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Jamie wrings her hands, obviously distraught that she isn’t being included in the show planning. “Do you think I’m in trouble for sharing too much with you?”
“No,” I assure my friend––even though we’re both aware that there isn’t any way I can possibly know that for sure. Trying to cheer her up, I suggest the best scenario I can think of. “Maybe they are working on a big surprise for you.”
“Yes,” Grandmother Rose scoffs before adding in a trilling voice, “Surprise! You’re fired.”
I glare at the hateful woman’s obvious sarcasm, uncertain why she feels the need to be so mean all the time. One glance at Jamie’s crestfallen face tells me that the older woman’s sharp talons have hit their mark.
Shay jumps in to make Jamie feel better. “Why would they fire Jamie? By all accounts, she is
